FIFTY SEVEN

I don't know how long it has been since Devin kidnapped me.

Hours. Days. Months?

I have no clue since there are no windows to see if dawn has risen or nightfall, no clocks to tell what the fuck time it is. They have taken my phone and purse after the abduction.

I've eaten a little to keep my stomach from growling and feed my baby.

I'm disgusted with myself. Sick to my stomach to think I will kill myself with the baby. I kept apologizing to it. Sings lullaby. Even tell stories to kill time to show how much I love him.

I was sitting on the couch facing the fireplace in the room. I didn't bother to look when the rustle of locks was heard and see who was at the door.

I know Maria came back with a tray of food. Set it on the table.

"Maria, what time is it?"

"It's nighttime," she answered weakly.

I snort.

Of course, she wouldn't give me the accurate time. Devin will punish her. The fresh bruises on her arms and legs are shown. Nothing on her face tells me he wanted her face unmarked.

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